Page 92 of Doctor I Do

“Spread those legs,” I command and settle between her thighs.

“I can’t,” she tries to say.

I shake my head.

“You can and you will. It will feel amazing.”

“Has sex always been like this for you?” she asks.

“Never. But with you, I want to pleasure you and make you come in every way possible before I fuck you.”

I don’t bother asking if sex has been like this for her, because the surprise on her face as I told her she’s getting multiple orgasms before I fuck her answered it for me. There’s something thrilling about knowing I’m the only man to please her so much.

Lowering, I take one long swipe from the opening of her pussy, all the way up to her swollen clit. I grunt like a starved man. I continue to lick and swallow her flavor. My tongue is strong and slow, and the movements are controlled. Her body becomes a quivering mess under me.

Her hands touch my head, gripping my hair as she moans.

“Keep your hands above your head. No touching,” I say hoarsely.

“I can’t—”

“You can. Relax and breathe. Ride my face until you come. I’m right here waiting—”

I don't even finish talking, as she does exactly that. The smell and taste of her pussy riding my face makes me feral. I fuck her pussy with my tongue and my hands find her ass and give it a squeeze, lifting her hips to smother me.

As her thighs tighten around my head, I’m in heaven. Goosebumps prickle on her skin before she shudders uncontrollably.

I can’t breathe as she tightens around me, but I could happily die like this. I murmur into her pussy, “How good,” she is.

She’s panting.

I climb over her, and my hands sit on either side of her head, caging her in. She stares back at me with heavy lids and so much desire it makes me feel complete. I’ve never felt like I do when I’m with her. She makes me get lost in all the little moments with her. She looks at me like I’m the only man for her, and she’s the only one for me.

Her breathy voice tries to speak, but no words are needed right now. I understand this is different for her too.

I kiss her lips and ease my hips forward, my cock jerking at her wet entrance. When her eyes hold mine, I get lost in the dreamy look. Thrusting forward, I enter her in one swift motion, and as I move, she meets me thrust for thrust. As we always do. We meet each other in the middle, sometimes communicating without words.

I thrust again, and I’m all the way in, not a gap between us. Her back arches and pushes her pretty tits up high.

I reach out and squeeze one in my hand.

“God, Alex,” she moans from my touch.

“You have the best tits.”

“I’m glad you approve. But shut up and fuck me.”

My eyes widen, and a smirk takes over my face. Her cursing is very rare, so I know she’s desperate to be thoroughly fucked. It’s so fucking hot.

“You better hold on. I’m about to fuck you so hard, you’ll remember me between your thighs all day tomorrow.”

Her eyes flare.

With no other warning, I slam my hips, and I expect her to regret her words.

Instead, she calls out, “Please. Harder.”

Her words unhinge me, and I snap.

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